Where Sleepest Thou, O Eldorado?

This poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) was unpublished in his lifetime, and is not available on The Eldritch Dark, so here's the complete text:

Mistress mine, in thy loftiness

Forget never our love;

In thy sweetness and grace

Reject not my grief.

I am still an exile

From the magic shores

Beautiful and pagan.

(Where Sleepest Thou, O Eldorado?)

Forget not this love

In future kisses...

And remember the heart

Upon the laurelled hills;

And remember our sea

Sleeping in the distance

And the bliss of a pagan day...

Reject not my repentance.

This poem also exists in a Spanish version entitled "¿Dónde duermes, Eldorado?".

As a paean to the memory of a past romance, "Where Sleepest Thou, O Eldorado?" rings with all of the bold emotion of a lover who has come to see the error of his ways, and now finds himself prostrating himself before the object of his affections: "Reject not my grief."

The lines at the heart of this poem are powerfully expressive in a way that often eludes CAS' other romantic verses:

And remember the heart

Upon the laurelled hills;

And remember our sea

Sleeping in the distance

And the bliss of a pagan day...

That closing phrase "the bliss of a pagan day..." is CAS at his best, articulating the primal forces that animate the most joyful parts of the human experience.